I was tired, exhausted from always running for my life. The life of a herbivore was never easy, but being a male complicated it even more. We were the last on the list, destined to be prey for those predators looking for their next meal.
Every day was a constant struggle for survival, a dangerous dance between prey and predator. My eyes were alert, scanning every nook and cranny for any sign of danger.
My legs trembled, not only from physical exhaustion, but also from the emotional burden I carried on my shoulders. The predators always seemed to find me, their hungry eyes boring into my skin, as I ran to stay one step ahead.
The herbivore society was no kinder. Herbivorous females preferred males with more stripes that represented how strong, fast and cunning, they were leaving me behind in the competition for affection. Being last on the list to be chosen as a courtship suitor weighed heavy on my heart, and every day that passed without finding a mate, I felt my tribe look at me with a mixture of pity and contempt.
I decided it was time to change my destiny, to escape the looks of pity and contempt that weighed on me in the tribe. So I set out on a journey across the vast continent, leaving the snow-capped mountains and harsh northern lands behind. My paws carried me southward, where the calm shores and palm trees greeted me with a warmth I had never experienced before.
Every step I took brought me closer to a new horizon, and my heart pounded with the hope of finding a place where my worth was not determined by my position on the list of suitors. Mountains faded into the horizon, replaced by soft sandy beaches and crystal clear waters reflecting the brightness of the sun.
I explored lush valleys and lush jungles, crossing rivers and endless fields. The landscape changed as I moved through the southeast, and my eyes marveled at the diversity of nature around me. However, in each new place, loneliness still clung to my heart.
I decided then to change my course to the northeast, toward the deep forest. The shadows of the tall trees seemed to embrace me as I advanced between their century-old trunks. The crunching of the leaves under my hooves echoed in the stillness of the forest, creating a soft melody that accompanied my thoughts.
On my journey, what I longed most to find was someone who could accept me as I was, without judging me by my position in the hierarchy of suitors. The hope of finding a mate echoed in my chest like a constant heartbeat.
Finally, in the heart of the forest, the fragrant scent of a female permeated the forest air, awakening my deepest instincts. I felt my heart beat with a new intensity, as if each beat was a sign of hope, indicating that I might finally meet my fated mate in this corner of the forest.
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Tarish woke up, after taking a nap, jumped to his feet and stretched his paws on the ground. He sharpened his ears, moved from side to side his ears to try to catch Lalabel's voice. He raised his head and heard Lalabel's voice far off in the direction of the river.
Yang had stayed in bed as a silent spectator, but he also enjoyed watching Lalabel and Noir, which provoked.
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a new erection. Yang carries Lalabel in his arms. - Let's go for a swim in the river.
Yang, Lalabel and Noir left the hut where they lived and went to the river, halfway there they stopped for her to do her business.
Lalabel went behind the big tree, bent down and urinated, - Yang could come here for a moment, he approached her to see what was wrong, - At that moment Lalabel gave her a series of instructions that she had to follow to the letter. It was at that moment, when Yang took off her leather skirt, leaving her naked with a big erect cock.
She turned her back to Yang, resting her hands on the trunk, spread her legs apart and slid her hips back. Yang kept discovering new ways to satisfy his partner's desires and pleasures. -He placed his two hands on her waist to support himself, while his male member was placed between his partner's legs. Both intimate parts were rubbing against each other.
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Tarish ran out of his hut in the direction of the river, he had heard Lala's moans. He needed to know if he had paired up.
He continued to move forward until he found Lala leaning against a tree and behind her, Yang was making certain movements that he was unaware of, —Focusing his eyes on the intimate parts of them he was surprised, —he hid in the bushes about fifteen meters away. They were not mating yet but her beautiful lala, emanated a scent of an aroused female. The air around them was charged with an exquisite scent, any male would be up for a fight.
Yang shuddered with pleasure at this new experience she was discovering, she followed lalabel's instructions. She began to swing back and forth in a pendulum motion. This frictional movement between the two intimate parts. It was very pleasurable for lalabel moaning softly. — "uff how good it feels," - she was feeling more and more aroused.
— "I can feel lala's pussy, it's getting wetter and wetter, ahhh I want to penetrate her". — She bit her lips to restrain her instincts and not go against lala's orders. Yang increased the rhythm, this time he wrapped his arms around lalabel's waist clinging to her more. He kisses her right shoulder and the right side of her neck with desire and passion. — "Ahhhh I can't take it anymore," - Yang let out a growl, he let out his masculine essence this one spills over the roots of the tree.
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A few meters away Noir was watching, but when he heard Lalabel's moans, he decided to get down from the tree branch where he was and went to see what was going on.
Lalabel was startled for a moment when she felt Noir's arms carrying her.
Noir annoyedly pushed Yang aside, he would not let him alone enjoy his precious and beautiful lalabel. - He took off his leather skirt and positioned himself behind her this time, he decided to give her comfort and carried her holding me by the thighs spreading my legs apart. - "I really want to fuck these males," - ecstatic about the pleasure the position gives her. Lalabel moaned softly in pleasure, causing any male who sees or hears her moan to be mesmerized by the scene. She performed the pendulum motion back and forth. Noir also left hickeys on the left side of Lala's neck. - I can't take it anymore Noir! -groaning between cuts.
Noir:
Noir was extremely happy, because he had had two very stimulating and pleasurable moments with Lalabel. and it had ended in two good cumshots.
Yang had been turned on again by Lalabel's cries and moans, and seeing how Lalabel enjoyed being held with her legs spread wide, the flames of desire and mischief sparked in this white wolf's gaze.
The pink and fleshy cunt soaked with fluids, his curiosity to taste the fluids of his future partner was stronger. -Yang positioned herself in front, leaning forward, first sniffing that exquisite scent of aroused female that any male would be willing to do anything crazy to breathe that intoxicating aroma. - I stick out my tongue, slowly licking the outer lips of Lala's pussy.
—ahhh!!!... she shuddered as she felt Yang's tongue, -get your tongue in! - in a hoarse, barely audible voice.
Noir regained lucidity, stepped back and pulled lalabel away from Yang, changed her position by putting her two legs together, carrying her like a princess. He could no longer play pranks in the forest. It was too dangerous, the scent of lalabel's excitement was permeating the forest. He was taking too much risk, having one or more males attacked at the same time. His institutes alerted him that they were not alone, but for some reason they did not attack them.
For Tarish, the only female he had ever cared about was Lalabel, since the moment he saw her he felt a deep connection, his senses screaming that she was the ideal life partner for him.
As he focused his sight and hearing in Lalabel's direction, he fell into a kind of trance that shook his instincts and his reproductive desires, producing a wave of heat that concentrated in his crotch. The more he heard Lalabel moaning with pleasure. He fantasized awake, the moans of pleasure were provided by him to her.
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Together they walked along a small path through nature, leading them to the banks of the serene flowing river.
A moment, gently caressing her belly with one hand, feeling the warmth of her skin under the caress. Yang's other hand wrapped around Lalabel's waist, as if to merge with her in an embrace that transcended the physical.
Lalabel was at the epicenter of this dance of emotions, surrounded by Yang and Noir's devotion, each expressing their love in their own unique way. The current of the river continued to flow around her. The silent witnesses admiring such a scene felt envious but at the same time a flame was kindled within them, to become partners with that female.
Noir, in his passionate kiss, transmitted the burning spark that ignited the passion between them. His hands roamed Lala's skin with desire, exploring every inch as if he wanted to engrave in his memory the soft and warm touch of his beloved.
Yang, for her part, found in caresses the way to communicate their deepest connection. His fingers danced over Lala's belly, tracing invisible lines that only they felt. The sunlight continued its ascent in the sky, illuminating the scene with golden hues that highlighted the beauty of the shared moment.
As the morning progressed, Ella and her companions lost themselves in the magic of that encounter, where the river, silent witness, carried with it the memory of a love that flowed like its waters, ethereal and constant.
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I followed the scent with determination, advancing through the trees with a step full of anticipation. Each crunching leaf under my hooves seemed to resonate in harmony with the accelerated beating of my heart. The anticipation grew as I moved deeper into the density of the forest, where the sunlight filtered in golden glints through the leaves.
Although I failed to see the female, I had found the place where she had last been. I knelt next to the tree she had been and sniffed her urine and fluids, closing my eyes as I inhaled the scent still lingering on the bark. Captivated by the essence of her being, I decided to stay in the forest.
Despite the threatening presence of three predatory males who were after the female, my instincts were screaming at me not to give up. I knew it would not be easy to approach her, but in my heart burned a determination to seek an opportunity to prove to her that I could offer something unique and special.
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After enjoying the refreshing swim in the river, Lalabel emerged from the water with the sun's glow caressing her skin. She quickly dressed and with an animated expression, suggested to her companions, Noir and Yang, the idea of carving wooden utensils for their next meal. The idea of creating their own tools resonated with enthusiasm, and they both agreed with a smile.
Wasting no time, Noir and Yang headed for a nearby tree, carefully assessing which one would be suitable for their project. They selected a sturdy trunk and skillfully cut the tree into manageable sections that would make it easy to transport back to the hut.
Lalabel, for her part, took a branch from the freshly felled tree and deftly began to sketch the outlines of a long spoon, a shorter spoon and a fork on the surface of the wood.
While Lalabel drew, Noir and Yang worked diligently to split the log into smaller pieces, making sure they were manageable enough for their joint project. The sound of wood chopping mingled with the occasional laugh, creating a rustic symphony that echoed through the forest.
Once they had the pieces of wood ready, Lalabel shared her vision of the tools with her companions. -Thank you! - "I'll be able to eat a little more at ease now, just a few more things are missing and I'll be able to cook."
At that moment a transparent notice appeared in front of her;
Mission completed.